Chapter 34 : Competition

MAXINE. I give Draco a good long hard stare. Even though he’s serious, that last thing he said made me doubt everything. In fact, a dry laugh is bubbling in my throat right now, and it escapes. I laugh right at his face, making him frown and freeze. “You think this is funny?” he asks in a slow, careful tone. “I assure you, this is no laughing matter. And it’s pretty strange that you find humor in this, considering many of the attacks are much like yours.” “But it’s by someone from the Unclaimed?” I shake my head as my laughter peters out. “Where are these attacks happening? Are they happening on the same night?” “No.” Draco lights another cigarette and points to me with his lighter. “The attacks have been happening constantly since you got attacked. Different states, too. Missouri, of course, with you. A handful in California for a couple of straight nights. Iowa, Ohio, Illinois… you name it. All different nights.” “And how does a single Werewolf achieve all of that?” He leans cl